บท 297: Chapter 297: Don't You Like the Noodles I Cook for You?

The belt clasped in his hand never loosened, his breathing ragged, muscles taut, the pace frantic and rapid, like thunderous drumbeats descending.

"Ah!!" Tang Yu cried out, her slender white legs trembling weakly.

Even so, Ye Sihan did not stop.

He lifted Tang Yu and threw her onto the sofa—

"Mmm!" Tang Yu lay there, drained of strength. Before she could even catch her breath, pause for a moment, the belt came winding from behind, once more tightening around her neck, "Ah!"

"Is it not thrilling? Huh?" Ye Sihan's thin lips met hers, biting her earlobe, ravaging it.

"Haah... Haah... Ye Sihan, what's gotten into you..." Tang Yu felt something was off with him but couldn't pinpoint why.

"Don't worry, I'm really good right now, I can't wait to eat you up," Ye Sihan started to relentlessly bury himself in.

"Ah—" Tang Yu's body convulsed, crying out.

But no matter how much she cried or screamed, the beast on top of her did not stop for even a second.